Chapitre 1246: I've Always Been A Secret Teller

" The invaders from the outer planes burned everything to the ground. The sandstorm plains are still filled with lingering smoke and floating flames. They are the wounds left behind by the Flame Demon Army buried here that will never heal.

"When I first joined the Black Gold Troop, I was still a 16-year-old youth. I still remember that my magic talent was not very high, but I passed the selection because I showed enough hatred for the invaders. Ha!

"I'm already 117 years old this year…Or 127? I can't remember clearly either. No one can tell what time these days are.

" In the past many years, many of us, like me, had a naive thought: perhaps with the passage of time, we can forget the pain of the past.

" But the facts proved otherwise.